Chapter 159 Prey

When several soldiers carried Dillon's body away, Zhang Bowen happened to come in: "Ah? What's the matter? Who is this? Why did you die here?"

"A spy." Pan Hongsheng said something lightly, and then stood up and threw a few photos to Pan Hongsheng: "Let's see if this is a little enlightening."

Zhang Bowen picked up the photo and looked at it. He saw a familiar face, holding a gasoline barrel splashing things on the building...

"Where is this? Why do I look so familiar with this grandson? He scratched his head and looked at Pan Hongsheng: "Isn't this... the guy who used to be locked in our dungeon? Is this... a burned shrine? He burned it! This bastard!"

"Yes, it's true on the surface." Pan Hongsheng smiled faintly and raised his hand to say hello to the flower demon who had just entered the house.

"Boss, these photos were sent by Mr. Douglas. Their EU spy satellites use new technology..." The flower demon was surprised to see Pan Hongsheng's unmoved posture: "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, I just think it's a little too smooth." Pan Hongsheng picked up the photo and snorted coldly, "You can imagine that Aomori Chongzheng is at least the leader of the Black Dragon Club. Do you still have to do this kind of thing yourself?"

"It's hard to say..."

The flower demon felt that his thoughts could not keep up with the speed of Pan Hongsheng's brain: "Maybe it's very secret at this time. He doesn't want the second person to know?"

"If I were him, I would definitely find a ghost to burn it, and then kill him... Wouldn't this be a good idea?" Pan Hongsheng twisted his stiff neck and made a crisp sound: "A lot of unconventional small details gathered together. What does it mean?"

"Is this... fake? Planting? But it's not necessary, is it? We have already aimed the muzzle at Naomasa Aomori!" The flower demon was a little puzzled: "Who will frame him?"

Pan Hongsheng said firmly, "Absolutely right! Someone saved Aomori and used Aomori to contain us to delay time, but now they think Aomori is in the way..."

"What's wrong with that spy?" Zhang Bowen was like a duck thundering. He couldn't understand a word, and he said such a sentence for a long time.

"That's right, his spy has been lurking for three years, which is quite patient. Although I don't know how he used to buy the officer of the Special Service 16th Department into such a person, some of the purpose of the behaviors is too obvious, but it will show his feet." Pan Hongsheng turned around and pointed to the map: "That boy in Aomori is relatively good at pulling his face. He actually asked me to save him!"

"He still has a face?" Zhang Bowen exploded as soon as he heard it: Help him? Go to hell! I didn't kill him and fed him white rice for a year. If we hadn't protected him, he would have been killed by his own brother! At this time, he came to bite us again, and then came to ask for help after the bite? Why do you keep this kind of person!"

"You are wrong! We will save the people the enemy wants to deal with!" Pan Hongsheng said word by word, "Go now! But your target is not him, but the exiles of the skeleton club!"

"Exile?" Now even the flower demon was stunned: "Do you mean that the messenger behind the scenes is the person of the skeleton club? Guy's people?"

"You're wrong this time. The skeleton club, Orian, are all involved in it; only her business is not!"

Pan Hongsheng took out his small notebook with several symbols painted on it: "Now Geis's idea is that stable development will consolidate her rule, and her aggression is the weakest; and the Smith, who has just surfaced, is forced to go, wants to gamble to come to Asia to ask for some bargains; the most dangerous It's Orion..."

The big red dot on the paper, which symbolizes Orion, suddenly became extremely eye-catching!

At this time, Orion is preparing his army in full swing.

When Pan Hongsheng and Archimond fought, he had doubled his manpower.

Almost all the masters in Europe were under his command. If it hadn't been for Pan Hongsheng's face, the Douglas family would have been swallowed up long ago.

When Pan Hongsheng and the skeleton would be in a weak state, he quietly established his own advantage.

In Utah, the North American continent, a group of ragged black people were being chased. These people were very strong and running fast, but the people behind them were driving military vehicles.

The pursuers seem to be consciously flirting with these poor people. They keep shooting at the sky, but they always keep a distance from their prey.

These black people were chased with breathlessness and foaming in their mouths, but they did not dare to stop.

A man can't run anymore. He has been chased by a car for five miles.

"Bang!" A bullet hit him in the head accurately and immediately exploded like a watermelon.

The rest of the people were so scared that they quickly accelerated their speed, and the cruel competition continued.

Some people keep falling down, but they are all exhausted.

Those black people who fell to the ground kept foaming at the mouth. Without waiting for others to mend the knife, they had begun to vent their anger.

The driver shot bullets from the window indifferently, and actually shot accurately in the moving car! Gradually, there was only one tall black man left. He was obviously stronger and faster than other black people.

Even if he was chased about ten miles away, he still ran breathlessly and tenaciously, and his lungs seemed to be as big as a water tank.

But after all, it is flesh and blood. How can it compare endurance with inanimate steel beasts?

Finally, he gradually slowed down and knelt on the ground and gasped...

"I'm here! This is it!"

The car industry chasing him slowly stopped, and a man in long boots and sunglasses came down from the car, dressed as a soldier.

"Boom!" Opening the front cover of the car, I saw that the water tank was almost dry and the machine was hot!

"You can really run!" Several more people got out of the car and pointed a large shotgun at the big black man: "Run again! Why did you stop?"

"What do you need to do this? Our dead man has... disbanded!" He raised a hand pantingly and looked up at the dazzling sunlight, which made him unable to open his eyes.

The man wearing sunglasses brought the shotgun and stepped on his shoulder with one foot: "Where's the thing?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir... Although we have killed countless people, they are all for money... I don't know who you are avenging, but you should go to your employer..."

The big black man's white eyes rolled over: "Please let me go. I'm just a pawn. I don't know anything..."

"Queen, the number one dead man in Utah, how can he be a pawn?" The man with sunglasses smiled ferociously and put the shotgun into the other party's mouth: "Maybe this mouth doesn't want to tell the truth? Maybe I can use this tool to help you recall it?"

"I, woo-woo-woo!" The big black man had a gun in his mouth, and his tears came down, and he kept pointing fingers and feet.

The man with sunglasses pulled him up from the ground fiercely and shouted, "Say! Where the hell did you put it? Protective clothing! You know what I'm talking about! What you dead brought back in China!"

"Do you want the secret materials in the warehouse?" The big black man was relieved: "Say it earlier! I know where it is! I can take you there, just..."

The man with sunglasses didn't say anything and turned around and walked to the car.

The rest immediately raised their guns and surrounded the black people.

The black man was two meters tall, and almost all the white people present only reached his shoulders, but the tall and weak man curled up into a ball at this time, and the four shotguns around him seemed to be like the mouths of four hungry beasts, staring at him!

"Wang!" Suddenly, the man with sunglasses threw something he didn't know and hit him in the face!

"Ah! Ah!" The black man was frightened and begged, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Maybe later." The man with sunglasses grabbed his curly hair, and the closed eyelids of the other party immediately opened because of the sharp pain.

Money is actually a colorful bill!

This money is more than what he has seen in his life!

"This is three million dollars, as long as you can help us find what we are looking for, accurate and fast! This money is all yours..." The sunglasses man's words, like some kind of powerful spell, made the big black man stunned.

Just after returning from the edge of death, such an attractive wealth is particularly prominent.